mental illnesses and depression have such a negative stigma and some of the shit i’ve been reading about Robin Williams death is so insensitive, disrespectful, and wholly ignorant. for the people sending his family hate messages you are the scum of this earth.
mental illness is not something that is easily controllable. it’s an addiction. it’s a disease. have you ever lived in the mind of someone who was mentally ill? have you ever seen it destroy someone you love? it infests their conscious and subconscious. it is constantly with them. they are constantly berated by mental and psychological pain. and you see it in their face and their eyes. everyday. all the time. imagine. they become defined by this disease because it becomes them. mental illness is a tragedy.
this isn’t something that can be easily simplified, as to say “have strong faith and you’ll be happy” or “surround yourself with people” or “do things you love”. you can be and do all these things and still suffer from severe depression. and yes severe depression is a serious mental illness and should NOT be treated without feeling. there is NOTHING funny about mental illness. it is not a joke. it’s a sickness that can be as detrimental as cancer. depression is complex and complicated. it is a PSYCHOLOGICAL cancer. there is no simple solution because a simple solution DOES NOT EXIST.
Robin dedicated his life to making people’s souls laugh even when his couldn’t. and that takes an uncommon and beautiful kind of courage. rest well.
and to all those still suffering, keep fighting.
I said in my previous post that I’d explain, so here we go:
I got into a huge fight with an older fellow (well, he’s 60). He said some horrible things. He called Robin “weak, selfish, and cowardly”.
I asked him “how dare you? You have no idea what kind of pain he was carrying around” Then he got mad at me because he said “I HAD depression!” From what he’s told me, though, it was in High School and mostly had to do with being unpopular.
We got into a fight, he yelled at me, and I ended up getting out of the car and walking the rest of the way.
I just can’t stand people who have no clue about MI yet insist on telling people what’s “wrong with them”.
Selfish? So, dude, if you were on fire and a loved one said “No, don’t put it out; I like reading by firelight”, How would you like that? You’re basically saying “I’LL be sad if you leave, so I want you to stay here and suffer because ME ME ME. And I burned myself accidentally with an iron ten years ago.”
But seeing all of the Tumblr people reblogging and giving good, positive vibes and I no longer care what that man said. Sometimes I tease Tumblr about the political climate, but the Robin Williams love and solidarity that you’re displaying gives me hope. You understand that MI isn’t something he did lightly. The general atmosphere is like this- “Robin, I’ll miss you. I know you had your reasons and I have no idea what must have been like inside.” No judgement, just understanding.Thank you, Tumblr. It means a lot.
— Robin Williams
I believe the 8th amendment prohibits that.
No matter how much of a failure you are, remember that you will never be as big of a disappointment as the How I Met Your Mother finale.
If I got pregnant but miscarried after 7 months, could I get away with selling the fetus on Etsy? I mean, technically, it’s something I made, right?